This morning I asked Emma what she wanted to work on. She wrote, “We could write a blog post.”
“Okay, what do you want to write about?” I asked.
“I could make up a story about an Autistic girl who means well, but is not believed smart,” Emma wrote.
“Okay. Good idea,” I said.
Emma wrote, “She has a mind like a magician’s hat. Mysterious things are inside. When revealed, people gasp in astonishment. Tied to the words regular people can hear are lots of other things they miss.”
“Like what?” I asked.
“All sorts of pleasing sounds, colors and tastes that are healing, but only a special few can experience this. As loud minds drown out hers, she must work harder than most to be heard. The End.”